After the two sides finalized, Kun Ang showed his decisiveness as the prince of Tiangong. Not only did he take the initiative to give up Ang Tianling City, he even taught Peng Yu the art of controlling black turtles.

It was straightforward and neat, and it was completely based on Peng Yu's leadership, but it made Peng Yu secretly suspicious.

Zhuan Yang reminded Yun Xianer: "Keep an eye on him later, don't let him do evil in secret."

"Um."

But their worries were in vain.

After Kun Ang tidied up the city lord's mansion, Peng Yu and his party moved in smoothly without any disturbance.

Peng Yu did not drive away Kun Ang and others, but planned to use their power to help him build his country.

The management of Lingcheng was still handed over to the noble family members under Kun Ang. Peng Yu and others followed their original plan and began to plant fairy grass on the edge of the lake.

The guards carried baskets of seedlings. After Zhuanyang, Wang Jian and others reclaimed the land, they planted the seedlings one by one into the soil.

Kun Ang and his four companions sat in a boat on the lake and watched.

"Your Highness, are you really ready to help him?"

"He is obviously stepping on you to get the upper hand. Even if he agrees to share the victory with you, as the leader himself, it is the greatest benefit to him."

"I am not stupid, so I can certainly see clearly. He wants to follow the royal path and show his royal demeanor in front of his father and the God King. This palace and his sister are just his stepping stones. Not just us, he wants to be the best for the best.

The perfect result is to unite the nine blessed places of local immortality and make everyone obey his leadership."

"Only in this way, leading a world to promotion without using weapons to kill, will maximize his interests."

"The achievement of turning Taiwei Immortal Realm into the Great Cave Heaven is enough for him to move into the East Palace."

"Then you still agree?"

"What else can we do if we don't agree?" Looking at Kun Hao, who was farming on the shore and showing his "people-friendly" demeanor, the fifth prince hummed: "Strength is stronger than human beings. Who among us can resist the weapons he brings?"

"Before you know his depth, it is not appropriate to have a direct conflict."

"Besides, the premise of his victory is based on the matter of 'purifying the earth'. But there are so many immortals in the Taiwei Realm that cannot do it. Is his preparation for just one year enough?"

Precisely because the path of national establishment and enlightenment was simply impossible, Kun Ang chose to carve out a world formation, knock down the world barriers, and force the Great Kun Tiandao to swallow up this world.

…

The jelly grass that Peng Yu spent a year cultivating is called silver bell jelly grass. The green leaves are long and narrow, with a circle of white serrations on the edge. Each silver bell jelly grass has five leaves, and in the center is a string of small silver bell-shaped flowers.

When the seedlings were planted, Wang Jian used the Changchun Immortal Technique, and the green immortal energy filled the air.

Soon, the silver bells gradually grew up and bloomed into clusters of bell flowers. The breeze blew through, and bursts of silver bells sounded from the sea of ​​flowers.

At the same time, in the soil below the flower field, the evil spirit was disappearing little by little.

Bao Sanquan and Lai Heng squatted next to them, using magic tools to test: "The current concentration of Disha is down to thirty, twenty-nine, twenty-eight percent..."

When it drops to 25%, the instrument pointer stops swinging.

Kun Ang saw this scene with a telescope and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

That's right, if it could be so easy to succeed. Those ascended seniors from the Taiwei Realm would be too much of a waste.

But Peng Yu looked calm and said to Yun Xian: "As we expected, Silver Bell Grass cannot completely resolve the evil spirit. However, with Silver Bell Grass weakening the evil spirit, we can start the next step."

"Leshi, it's your turn to appear."

Lai Heng took out thick and long pipes from the Qiankun bag, with diameters as big as washbasins.

"Zhuanyang, come here and help me take him underground."

"Yes." Zhuan Yang and his architecture teacher Lai Heng buried the pipe ten feet underground.

Kun Ang looked at it for a while and couldn't figure out the mystery, so he simply came forward with his companions: "Brother, what is this pipe of yours used for?"

"Anti-earthquake." Peng Yu said calmly: "Spread anti-seismic pipes underground to build a ground network. This can ensure that the ground surface is firm and will not be affected by crustal movements."

Kun Ang thought thoughtfully: "In this way, houses can be built on flat ground?"

He really made a lot of preparations this year.

Peng Yu smiled and said nothing.

Building a house? Their plan wasn't that simple.

Moreover, for the mortals in this world, building a house on the ground itself is nonsense. In their ideas, there is no concept of building a house on the ground or laying a foundation.

Rather than forcing them to change their customs, it is better to take advantage of the situation and build the country in a way they recognize.

This is the reason why Peng Yu deliberately chose Xuangui.

When the underground pipes were laid, a young and beautiful lady stepped out of the carriage holding the jade piano. She was Peng Yu's current piano music teacher, named Tong Suqiu, and she was also the only woman among the eight accompanying teachers.

As the piano played, the bells of the sea of ​​flowers rippled with fairy music, and countless flower seeds fluttered around.

Wang Jian: "Everyone, please work harder to spread the bellflowers."

The five teachers Wang Bozheng, Wen Hong, Zhu Zhongwen, He Zheng and Bao Sanquan and their guards were divided into five groups and continued to cultivate the land.

Lai Heng, Zhao Lang, and Zhuan Yang were responsible for building the underground network.

Xiao Mujuan and Yun Xian'er were at the side directing the maids and eunuchs to cook the soup to restore everyone's spirits.

Nie Jingyuan hid in the carriage and picked up a seed. It was an object similar to a bell, about the size of a fingernail. If you shake it gently, you can still hear the sound inside.

After checking it, he smiled: "The boy is very smart. No wonder he can study this kind of fairy grass and dare to bring out the black and yellow energy in his own world?"

The mysterious and yellow energy of heaven and earth is the original power of the world.

Peng Yu asked Xiao Muyu and Zhao Lang to collect soil from Taiwei Realm and go to Simu Palace. Then he conducted experiments and brought the most effective silver bell jelly grass into his own world to upgrade it again. With the watering of the world's origin, this jelly grass

Only with better quality can we truly resist the poison of earthly evil.

"But just one kind of spiritual grass is not enough. He should have other tricks?"

…

Kun Ang looked at the orderly actions of these people and fell into deep thought.

An hour later, a beautiful sea of ​​flowers appeared on the east bank of the lake. The concentration of evil spirits in the soil decreased, the poisonous gases disappeared, and the earthquake could not affect this land.

"My brother plans to use this method to spread across the entire continent?"

"I'm not that stupid. I'm just telling the local immortals in this way that I can and am willing to solve their problems. As for establishing a country... I plan to do it on the back of a black turtle."

"But there's not enough space on the Black Turtle's back, right? There are no less than a thousand mountain cities wandering on the ground, with a population of hundreds of millions, large and small. Also, what about food? You have to support hundreds of millions of people to build a kingdom. This kind of life

Supplies are a big problem.”

"Don't worry, I naturally have other countermeasures."

Peng Yu took out a stack of leaflets that he had prepared earlier: "Brother Huang's plan is to burn formations around the world. When this huge project is carried out, he will definitely have to deal with other mountain cities. By the way, help me distribute leaflets."

Kunang picked up the top one.

There are lifelike paintings on it: a lake, with a black turtle on the top, and a big tree on the back of the turtle, with countless houses and cities built on it.

The promotional slogan is also very simple and crude: "The end of the world, the eternal pure land. A paradise that is not persecuted by earthquakes and evil spirits."

At the bottom is a map.

"You are well prepared."

Especially the black turtle pattern on it. It was obvious that the black turtle was already targeting him before he even entered the lower realm.

"When did you set your sights on my Black Turtle?"

"When? Brother Huang, you don't naively think that moving such a big black turtle in is just a simple matter of spending money? Do you really think that you cut the black turtle into small pieces and freeze them, and then splice them together after you come in?"

"

"This is the action of my people to help you strengthen the Qiankun Immortal Gate and expand the passage, so that the Black Turtle can be successfully established."

From the beginning, Peng Yu paid attention to Xuangui.

Kun Ang's eyes darkened, thinking that he had spent a lot of money to send people to the deep sea to capture him, and even asked people from the Dragon Slayer Legion to help.

Now they are all making wedding clothes for this kid.

Wait...the dragon-slaying army?

Kun Ang seemed to understand something.
Chapter completed!